favorite crime - hope mikaelson

yeah , everything we broke
and all the trouble that we made .
but i say that i hate you
with a smile on my face .
oh look what we became .
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"okay but what if i told you little mikealson, that i feel a need to be around you." i say slowly approaching the blue eyed girl.

she slowly makes her way towards me and faintly points the dagger to my chest and looks up at me innocently.

"then i'd tell you to fuck off." she says angrily as she pushes the dagger deeper into me.

"why do you hate me so much?" i say as i raise my eyebrow.

"i don't want to, but you just make things difficult."

i smile with amusement. "ok so i offer you to a deal, yeah?"

she quirks her eyebrow in question. "what is it?"

"take the dagger out of my chest and maybe i will tell you." i say out of frustration.

"fine." she says releasing the dagger from me - harshly.

"ouch." i say putting pressure on my newly formed wound.

she roughly grabs my neck and throws me against the wall. "tell me your offer or i'm walking away."

"right the deal" i say slowly trying to think of something, dammit anything to get me out of this situation.

"alright orphan i'm waiting." she says impatiently.

"hey aren't you an 'orphan' yourself?" i say and immediately regret. i quickly apologize. "i'm sorry okay-HONESTLY."

she ultimately lets go of me but before that she slams my head into the wall causing me to fall to my knees.

"now that - that is why i hate your ass, you pull stupid insensitive shit out of it sometimes." the auburn haired girl says and ends up walking out of my room taking my dagger with her.

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this story has a trigger warning as it involves sensitive and trigger topics such as:

- abuse (both emotional and physical)
- substance abuse (drug and alcohol)
- swearing/cursing
- traumatic events
- sexual abuse
- childhood sexual abuse
- self harm (sh)
- religious trauma
- child abuse
- and other events that follow